Subsequently, Di Sheng confessed a few more words, which was nothing more than letting Mo Chen cultivate well, and not to live up to the expectations of that adult.

Mo Chen also nodded his head one by one, signaling that he understood.

Finally, listening to the instructions of the ancestors, Mo Chen said goodbye to the ancestors of the emperor's family.

I saw the Lord of the Heavenly Xuan Vein, the light rising all around, stretched out his hand a little, and condensed again: "There is no end to the sky, open!"

After a dizziness, Mo Chen was sent out, and he came to his body vigorously, pulling his soul again, and he was miserable.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, and when he came back to his senses and suppressed the vomiting sensation that came up, he realized that he was already in a plain.

There was green grass all around, and when he looked back, the mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, and it seemed that he had gone beyond the boundary of the Qingcang Mountain Range.

I vaguely remember that Di Sheng said, "The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword can't be brought in." He hurriedly touched it with his backhand and pulled it out hard.

With a "bang", the bronze-colored broadsword reflected the blazing sun, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

"Fortunately, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword is fine. ”

He stroked the body of the sword covered with diamond-shaped lines, and his thoughts were full of thoughts, recalling the graceful figure of the Emperor Wind Chime, and recalling the bitter battle between the three of them against the Skeleton Ghost King.

He was a little melancholy.

Before entering the mountain range, the three of them were together, but now Yan Hao is pursuing the way of the strong, and the emperor wind chime has also obtained the inheritance of the emperor's family.

There was nothing around him, and he was the only one left.

But in an instant, he put away the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword, patted his cheek, and quickly adjusted.

Although his expression was still a little lonely, his heart was also hot.

Everyone works so hard, how can they be willing to be mediocre, they must work harder a hundred times!

He took out the talisman disk, and after setting his bearing, he continued to walk forward.

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Looking at the clouds in the sky, there is no intention to stay.

Looking at the green grass around me, I feel uncomfortable.

Ink dust feels the beauty of laziness.

He opened his arms and walked leisurely, letting the gentle breeze slip through his fingertips, and he was a little distracted for a moment.

How long ago was the last time it was like this? Five years, ten years? He couldn't remember.

He traveled back and forth in the mountains and forests during the day, hunting fierce beasts several times larger than him, and at night he returned home to skin and boneless the prey, and to prepare meals for his father.

For as long as he can remember, Mochen hasn't rested much, and countless burdens have weighed on his shoulders, making him miserable.

But in the same way, it also brought a mind far beyond his age.

Mochen shook his head, not remembering this, and when he stared ahead, he noticed that there was a large road not far ahead.

I was happy in my heart, before entering the mountain, Yan Hao only said that the north of the Qingcang Mountain Range was Qingcang City, but I didn't elaborate on whether it was due north or north.

It's really hard to find Mochen now, but it's different when you walk on the road.

The road is walked out by people, and finding the road is equivalent to finding people, and when the time comes, just ask someone to inquire, and the specific location of Qingcang City will be clear.

He quickened his pace, and in the blink of an eye he was on the road.

As he walked forward, he seemed to be in good fortune, and before he had gone far, he saw three monks walking slowly in the distance.

Mo Chen hurriedly followed, shouting, "Can you slow down the Daoist friends ahead?" ”

When the team in front heard the voice, the three of them turned around together, only to see that the leader was an old man with gray hair and kind eyes.

He seemed to have some bad eyes, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of Mochen, but he didn't know if he saw Mochen.

When Mo Chen ran in front of the three of them, one of them asked, "What is the matter with this little friend?"

Mo Chen leaned over and said: "The younger generation has just entered the big world and wants to go to Qingcang City, but I am in a hurry, and I don't know the specific location of Qingcang City, can you indicate it to the younger brother." ”

The second little brother at the head smiled and said: "Qingcang City only needs to walk along this road, I think the little brother is very simple and kind, why don't you come with us?" ”

Mochen was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

Little Lao'er, who likes to talk, pulls Mo Chen all the way and talks non-stop, and it is precisely because of this that Mo Chen knows that they are all monks of the Lin family in Qingcang City.

Nowadays, Qingcang City is divided into four urban districts, east, west, north and south, and the Lin family is rooted in Nancheng District.

Although it is not a big business, it can be regarded as having some of its own shops in the south city, which belongs to the kind that is more than the upper than the bottom

And the two people in the team, with long hair and back, and eyebrows flying like swords, are called Lin Feng, who are the eldest sons of the Lin family.

The other one who is short in stature, short in hair, and square in face is the second son of the Lin family, named Lin Yu.

As for this little old man, he is an old housekeeper of the Lin family, named Xu Shishi.

The three of them seemed to have the right temper, and their words were also speculative, and it didn't take long for them to get together.

After everyone walked for a long time, they saw a drinking trick in front of them.

Xu Lao couldn't help but say, "How about we go have a few drinks?" It just so happened that this little brother had just entered the big world and picked up the wind for him. ”

Lin Feng said with a smile: "It's fake that you are picking up the wind for the little brother Mochen, but drinking is the real thing." ”

Lin Yu also quipped: "I see, if you don't drink the wine today, Xu Lao is afraid that he won't leave." ”

Amid the laughter, the group walked into the tavern and sat down.

I saw a cloth-clothed junior out of the inner hall, and said respectfully to everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, do you still live in a hotel?"

Xu Lao said impatiently: "If you don't live in the store, don't live in the store, bring us four catties of spiritual rice wine, and bring some snacks by the way." With that, he threw a small cloth bag over.

Xiao Er hurriedly caught it: "Yes, yes, all listen to the orders of the guest officer." ”

seemed to see the unusual identities of the three people, and it didn't take long for the little two to come over with a wooden plate.

He carefully arranged the dishes, chopsticks, and wine glasses in front of everyone, and put four pots of spiritual rice wine in the middle of the table, then leaned over and walked away, and continued to prepare other dishes.

Mo Chen was humble, but he was also clever, and hurriedly got up to pour wine for the three of them, and the three of them were not polite and accepted it calmly.

Taking the opportunity of pouring wine, it happened that he could learn about the affairs of the big world from this group of monks, and Mo Chen said slowly: "The junior brother has just come to the big world to practice, and he doesn't know much about the various forces in the wasteland, can Elder Xu or the two eldest brothers take the trouble to explain a thing or two to the younger brother?"

Everyone laughed and said, "What's the trouble with this." ”

Lin Yu said: "This matter still has to be told by Xu Lao, little brother, you don't know, Xu Lao usually likes to tell stories the most, we grew up listening to his stories since we were children, and now that we are all older, Xu Lao has no one to talk about, and he happens to be in a panic." ”

Xu Lao also smiled, but he didn't want to lose the appearance of his predecessors, so he faked his eyebrows, coughed lightly, and began to "tell stories"

If you want to say that this overlord-level force in the Outer Sea Wasteland is bound to be the Holy Blood Emperor Family, but the level of the Emperor Family is too high, and Lao Er can't say why, after all, he can't reach it.

Under the emperor's family, it is the one island, two sects and one pavilion that Mochen knows.

And if you want to talk about the leaders of the various forces in the wasteland, the level of the emperor is too high, the Xuanhuang Nine Dragons Island, free from the edge of the wasteland continent, neither of them asks about the world, so the sect attics on the wasteland have been cleared of the void sect, the Honghuang Skin Meat Sect, and the dust refining pavilion, which are the three major decent factions.

But hundreds of years ago, there were four evil cultivation sects that rose rapidly.

Among these four factions, the Zen Soul Temple is the most despised, the temple is full of evil monks, the beautiful name is to the Buddha, the heart is at ease, it is the Buddha country, in essence, ** captivity, no evil,

Yin and Yang faction, the disciples are all obscene and evil female cultivators, the best at the way of supplementation, absorbing people's true yang, and bad people's foundation.

The corpse bone palace, dismantling the tendons and skinning, the disciples of the sect enjoy the miserable howl of people in despair the most, and it can be said that they are all psychopaths.

And the last Blood Demon Sect is the most terrifying and mysterious, the disciples are thirsty for killing, and the exercises they practice are also extremely strange, relying on sucking human blood to improve their cultivation, the more they suck, the stronger the spells they use.

From the interest of these four evil cultivation sects, the conquest between the good and evil sects has never stopped.

There are many righteous talents, the three righteous sects have been inherited for thousands of years, and there are many disciples, and they gradually gained the upper hand in the battle between good and evil, destroying the Zen Soul Temple and the Corpse Bone Palace all the way, but the other two evil sects have condensed from a plate of loose sand into an iron plate, among which the sect master of the Blood Demon Sect has created a peerless exercise under strong pressure!

Mo Chen said curiously: "What peerless technique?"

Xu Lao said that he was full of thieves and smiles, and suddenly stepped on the dinner table, raised his finger to the sky, and shouted loudly: "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!